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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

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Chapter 221: The Fallen Locator

Niki's excitement didn't last two hours.

Because Thom came to report again.

"Major, they've entered the town and seem to have switched vehicles, we've lost sight of them!"

"How is that possible?!"

Niki turned to look at the drone footage.

The MQ-1 Predator was still in the air, its camera pointed at the town.

But one look at the footage, and Niki knew there was a big problem.

The Afghan border town nestled among the rolling hills was a crucial node for border trade.

Though the town was small and the streets narrow, a bustling crowd surged through it like a raging tide.

The streets were congested with traffic, and pedestrians were everywhere. Because the town was on a highland where ultraviolet rays were ferocious, the street vendors liked to set up shades to block the sun.

This meant that from the air, even the roads were often invisible, with just the occasional glimpse of a moving vehicle's roof through the gaps.